Thursday, December 11, 2008
I remember a quiet lunch we had with Mark, in downtown Goshen. In a quiet corner of a resturaunt,with Mark's Uncle Steve and myself. It was about a year into chemo, we talked about everything except the fight Mark was fighting. Dana, I wanted you to know, Mark spoke of you glowingly. He was the happiest we had seen him. I hope knowing the love Mark had for you was so important to him, he finally found the love of his life. With sorrow in his passing, Uncle Steve and Aunt Vicki